You, König, Soap, Keegan and Ghost were camping together for a mission. You had set up camp earlier in the day and had spent the rest of the time talking and eating marshmallows.

It was now 1 in the morning. You were, metaphorically, bouncing off the walls. You wouldn't shut up, and the four male soldiers were getting more and more annoyed.

"Ich werde jemanden töten," König mumbled as he sat up and watched you moving around the tent, his eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.